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The Tempest
00:47
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Ariel's Story
01:15
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3. |
These Yellow Sands
01:23
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Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands:
Courtsied when you have, and kiss'd
The wild waves whist:
Foot it featly here, and there,
And sweet sprites the burthen bear.
Hark, hark, the watch-dogs bark,
Cry Cock-a-diddle-dow.
Full fathom five thy mother lies,
Of her bones are coral made:
Those are pearls that were her eyes,
Nothing of her that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich, and strange:
Sea-nymphs hourly ring her knell.
Hark now I hear them, ding-dong, bell.
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Gonzalo's Theme
03:33
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Awake, Awake!
00:29
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While you here do snoring lie,
Open-eyed conspiracy
His time doth take:
If of life you keep a care,
Shake off slumber and beware.
Awake, awake.
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6. |
Caliban's Theme
02:11
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7. |
I Shall No More To Sea
01:06
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I shall no more to sea, to sea,
Here shall I die ashore.
This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's
funeral: well, here's my comfort.
The master, the swabber, the boatswain and I;
The gunner, and his mate
Loved Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery,
But none of us cared for Kate.
For she had a tongue with a tang,
Would cry to a sailor Go hang:
She loved not the savour of tar nor of pitch,
Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch.
Then to sea boys, and let her go hang.
This is a scurvy tune too: but here's my comfort.
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8. |
Freedom
00:44
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Farewell master; farewell, farewell.
No more dams I'll make for fish,
Nor fetch in firing, at requiring,
Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish,
'Ban 'Ban Cacaliban
Has a new master, get a new man.
Freedom, hey-day, hey-day freedom, freedom
hey-day, freedom.
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9. |
Marvellous Sweet Music
02:40
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10. |
Wedding Music
02:02
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11. |
Merrily, Merrily
01:36
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Where the bee sucks, there suck I,
In a cowslip's bell, I lie,
In a cowslip's bell, I lie,
There I couch when owls do cry,
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
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Epilogue
03:41
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Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's mine own.
Which is most faint: now 'tis true
I must be here confined by you,
Or sent to Naples, Let me not
Since I have my dukedom got,
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island, by your spell,
But release me from my bands
With the help of your good hands:
Gentle breath of yours, my sails
Must fill, or else my project fails,
Which was to please: Now I want
Spirits to enforce: art to enchant,
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be relieved by prayer
Which pierces so, that it assaults
Mercy itself, and frees all faults.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your indulgence set me free.
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iFollow Winnipeg, Manitoba
iFollow is an independent artist based out of Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. He brings to the table a unique and refreshing blend of hip hop, folk, spoken word, and acoustic stylings that weave their way from light-hearted and gentle to powerful and poignant. Being a fan of a whole gamut of musical genres himself, variety is the name of the game and iFollow hopes to deliver something for everyone. ... more
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